_--_ schrieb am 11. Dezember 2006 20:46
> "The world doesn't owe you anything; it was here first." Mark Twain
"As night drew to a close that day, the prince found himself far down
in the close-built portion of the city. His body was bruised, his
hands were bleeding, and his rags were all besmirched with mud. He
wandered on and on, and grew more and more bewildered, and so tired
and faint he could hardly drag one foot after the other. He had
ceased to ask questions of anyone, since they brought him only insult
instead of information.
He kept muttering to himself, "Offal Court--that is the name; if I
can but find it before my strength is wholly spent and I drop, then
am I saved--for his people will take me to the palace and prove that
I am none of theirs, but the true prince, and I shall have mine own
again." And now and then his mind reverted to his treatment by those
rude Christ's Hospital boys, and he said, "WHEN I AM KING, THEY SHALL
NOT HAVE BREAD AND SHELTER ONLY, BUT ALSO TEACHINGS OUT OF BOOKS; FOR
A FULL BELLY IS LITTLE WORTH WHERE THE MIND IS STARVED, AND THE
HEART. I will keep this diligently in my remembrance, that this day's
lesson be not lost upon me, and my people suffer thereby; for
learning softeneth the heart and breedeth gentleness and charity.
The lights began to twinkle, it came on to rain, the wind rose, and a
raw and gusty night set in. The houseless prince, the homeless heir
to the throne of England, still moved on, drifting deeper into the
maze of squalid alleys where the swarming hives of poverty and misery
were massed together."
Mark Twain: "The Prince and the Pauper"
mfG, yossarian
> "The world doesn't owe you anything; it was here first." Mark Twain
"As night drew to a close that day, the prince found himself far down
in the close-built portion of the city. His body was bruised, his
hands were bleeding, and his rags were all besmirched with mud. He
wandered on and on, and grew more and more bewildered, and so tired
and faint he could hardly drag one foot after the other. He had
ceased to ask questions of anyone, since they brought him only insult
instead of information.
He kept muttering to himself, "Offal Court--that is the name; if I
can but find it before my strength is wholly spent and I drop, then
am I saved--for his people will take me to the palace and prove that
I am none of theirs, but the true prince, and I shall have mine own
again." And now and then his mind reverted to his treatment by those
rude Christ's Hospital boys, and he said, "WHEN I AM KING, THEY SHALL
NOT HAVE BREAD AND SHELTER ONLY, BUT ALSO TEACHINGS OUT OF BOOKS; FOR
A FULL BELLY IS LITTLE WORTH WHERE THE MIND IS STARVED, AND THE
HEART. I will keep this diligently in my remembrance, that this day's
lesson be not lost upon me, and my people suffer thereby; for
learning softeneth the heart and breedeth gentleness and charity.
The lights began to twinkle, it came on to rain, the wind rose, and a
raw and gusty night set in. The houseless prince, the homeless heir
to the throne of England, still moved on, drifting deeper into the
maze of squalid alleys where the swarming hives of poverty and misery
were massed together."
Mark Twain: "The Prince and the Pauper"
mfG, yossarian